"Housekeeper Xing?" Julian cursed silently in his heart and walked eagerly to Housekeeper Xing, bowing and scraping, "Oh, youâre here too?"
"Looking for someone?"
"Yes, indeed! Last time, a shipment went missing..." Julian stammered, unclear about the Feng Familyâs intentions and their vague attitude towards him.
Housekeeper Xing curled his lips and interrupted, "When the person escaped, they were last chased here and disappeared, right?"
Julian was taken aback; he had thought his actions were undetected, yet Housekeeper Xing knew everything. If he knew, why hasnât Qin Cuifenâs impersonation of Sheng Ning been exposed?
Could there be more he doesnât know about?
Considering this possibility, Julian bent even lower. His heart raced, and he lost his confidence, the ambition to deal with Qin Cuifen now feeling as flimsy as paper.
The Feng Familyâs attitude is ambiguous, the waters run deep, and he canât decipher the situation.
"Thatâs correct, yes." Julian answered honestly.
"Youâve done well, keep it up, and I might offer you some business." Housekeeper Xing eyed him.
Julian was overjoyed, almost jumping with happiness. The Feng Family had numerous businesses, even a small share meant he wouldnât have to resort to trafficking anymore.
Itâs not Julian lacking spine; despite losing a hand, that was Qin Cuifenâs fault, and he would hold her accountable someday. Heâs a cunning businessman who knows how to best serve his interests.
To become wealthy is like becoming God.
"Thank you, itâs an honor to serve you, feel free to command me for anything in the future."
Housekeeper Xing gave him a meaningful look, "In the future, know what should be done and what shouldnât."
"Yes, yes, yes..." Damn it, dealing with these Asians is troublesome with all their indirectness; what does should and shouldnât mean? How would he know?
Housekeeper Xing surmised he might not fully grasp his hints, pointed nearby, reminding, "The person youâre searching for is Mr. Fengâs honored guest, even more esteemed than the household member. Find them safely, and Iâll overlook your past mistakes. If thereâs any issue, you might not see tomorrowâs sun."
"Yes! I understand, Iâll find them." Julian was truly frightened this time.
"Do you get my meaning?"
"I understand, I understand... I will find her and treat her like a deity."
"Alright, you may go! Inform me immediately with any leads."
"Yes, yes, yes..."
Julian left awkwardly, while Housekeeper Xing surveyed the surroundings, standing under a streetlamp with a furrowed brow. Meanwhile, his team began a house-to-house search, determined to find clues.
From night to dawn, Housekeeper Xing deployed extensive manpower. In the end, only one house was vacant, and his subordinates led him to the empty house saying, "Housekeeper Xing, thereâs nothing in other places, weâve checked. This is the only vacant one, with signs of inhabitation inside."
Housekeeper Xing looked up at the houseâs layout, filled with revulsion. What kind of place is this? Any man could tell at a glance. If Grand Auntâs granddaughter really stayed here, Mr. Feng would surely feel deep remorse.
He walked from the house to the backyard, noticing the low shack, his eyes inadvertently swept over the dark red on the ground, his face changed dramatically.